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Aravis Tarkheena was remaining indoors today. After all, in jungles you got such frightful beasts, and even if you never had to face them there were rocks and bugs and things- really not suitable at all. She simply couldn't imagine what had possessed her to go out in it so much.
But most of the building was filled with some truly appalling, badly-spoken people with the visages of barbarians, and she really would prefer not to associate with them any more than she must.
It came to her then to go down to the underground level where all the ever-changing clothes were, and search for more finery. Surely it would oblige her with something...
[Come one, come all, and poke the ditzy tarkheena! I would be extra and specially pleased if some Narnia pups would come by.]
But most of the building was filled with some truly appalling, badly-spoken people with the visages of barbarians, and she really would prefer not to associate with them any more than she must.
It came to her then to go down to the underground level where all the ever-changing clothes were, and search for more finery. Surely it would oblige her with something...
[Come one, come all, and poke the ditzy tarkheena! I would be extra and specially pleased if some Narnia pups would come by.]